Joy of Thanksgiving a spiritual journey

My Christmas Story

My Christmas Story
By Lisa Noe

Here it is this Christmas, I know what it is for.
To celebrate the birth of a man who is known as Lord.
Around my neck is a golden cross, which represents my Christ.
It comes from where they tortured Him and took His precious life.

He was born in a manger while the animals looked on.
Kings brought him gifts and worshiped Him ‘til dawn.
Herod wanted death for Him and killed all the newborns.
Yet Joseph got He and Mary out of Bethelem before the storm.

Jesus was the name of the little babe, who would save us from our sins.
He offered Salvation to those who lived a life of sin,
He worked many miracles until the very end.
They hung Him from a cross nailed His hands and feet.
For those awful Romans, this was a real treat.

Think of the Lord Jesus when you see the cross.
Think of what we had and what we lost.
Judas was a follower who turned the lord in,
He was filled with shame and guilt and died in the end.

Remember our Jesus when Christmas is near;
But then again think of Him all throughout the year.
He is very worthy, He was innocent and free of sin.
Keep yourself like Jesus and you will meet him in the end.